Luyện nghe bài hát Last Trip To Scotland

That nigga doin' pig Latin
He can't to the hood
Might kill him off, top up in the
Son think he better than
I his rebels is resentful, tried to kill him in his rental

He had an Idi approach, hittin' the roach
Had a hunger face, he his mom's 7 in the ocean
He's a wild cowboy slangin' who rocked the dead on
Knock a DEA on his Chevron

All of his machette'd up stainless

You never nothin', all you hear is the guns bangin'
Rockin' pastel blazers with a from Iceland
Who old dad put 'em up on white
to make a whack debut, he came through the lobby

Three culture Devilles with them a
This pathetic, ragged face faggot daddy
Comin' through the stairs with blow in his mouth,
Watchin' him lookin' stupid, son we on foot patrol

Come through the hole, is swoopin'
700 shots, all gloves, 6 thugs
Two had a mask on, took 'em off, what?
We got you now nigga, knowin' you

is foul, this is trauma king, by any means blaow
They pushed his face in, out as saconies
Snatched his homies, took his
You be my tenderonies?

Metal exchanges, the hoods, the gun
Everybody's a target, on how you aim
Dice games and ice chains, pendants spellin' name
settin' the wrong example, tellin' the same

Look at shorty shit stain, up to be a fuckin' mess
Before his clique came, he and never tucked his chest
Closets full of them things, he the gun connect
Ridin' 'round with A and Lou, when they want respect

Son cold, Nino want to
Everybody know they straight
bitches to the bungalow
Pillow talking led to talking
Chattin' bout what
And when and where they back in

Champagne slackin' while they travel
Word got at old time friends and snakes rattled
Two different
But the one dropped the birds got tailed
Information for the ones who light the steel got

Pussy power made the plans
full of party powder outside a stakeout for hours
Click clacks from big and rags
as the door squeaks they runnin' up on the grass

Bang flash, shots right on path, glass
Comedy of laughs while they haul ass the bags
Legends in my hood play back, twin Benz's whippin' in
And that was like the old